Third-person POV
The next morning at Tokyo University came, and Rathanak wore his original backpack after it was being dried in the sun all yesterday long. "Buenos dias, amigo!" Lorenzo chirped at him.
"Morning, too," Rathanak replied with a positive look on his face, hiding the fact he survived a kinetic assassination by a Hiro-like man on his phone last night at home.
And then, Takara caught up with them and acted all innocent at Rathanak. "Morning, my handsome prince!"
"Oh! Um, morning, Takara-chan," Rathanak replied with a nervous chuckle.
"Did you guys do your assignment for your business management course?" Takara asked back. "I already did my reading for my culinary course."
"S-Sí, I did!" Lorenzo stammered.
"Me too as well," Rathanak added.
Their morning classes went well without a hitch or Michiyo's assault via any digital screens, despite the fact that the lecturer in Rathanak and Lorenzo's course used her laptop for the lecture presentation. But the peace shattered later when…
Rathanak's POV
The Hashimoto Tech headquarters basement, at 4:20 p.m. after class…
"What is this?" I said to this person, who introduced himself as Michiyo Takahashi. He had red hair and eyes and the unmistakable Red Rings of Obsession on his eyes. He was also wearing a black hoodie and a pair of black gloves on his hands.
I was pinned against the cold wall with a dagger in his hand and my faced pressed against the wall.
"You're unbreakable, aren't ya?" Michiyo asked smoothly.
"Well, I was, but what do you want from me? Also, are you the one who shot me through my phone screen at my home last night?"
"Bingo to both, my friend. Let's test your traits."
Michiyo then plunged his dagger at my back and stabbed my back 11 times, before twisting my body around to stab my chest 11 times more.
Blood splattered on the floor and wall.
The Invisible Force sealed the wounds.
As his Red Rings of Obsession flared and intensified by that, he dropped his dagger and pointed his fingers at my chest.
I can hear his whisper of "Bang".
A shot of compressed kinetic air shot me, and I collapsed on the cold floor with a thud.
I got up, and the Invisible Force healed my wounds fast.
"You're like Hiro, you know…" I panted heavily.
"Yes! Like a human version of himself!" Michiyo cackled while picking his dagger and then, to my absolute horror, licking my blood on his dagger. "I wanted to see you break and heal up! Haha! So beautiful! Your blood is tasty!That's right— Break, spill, and heal up!"
"This guy is nuts…" my mind said, "..licking my blood off his blade and called it tasty? That's psychopathic behavior."
And then, heavy boots sounded coming towards us. The Black Feathers had descended and confronted Michiyo. "Put your hands in the air, Michiyo." Koko hissed at him while pointing her dual pistols at him.
Michiyo did so but with a grin on his face. "What's up, guys? Miss me?"
"You sick bastard," San growled while pointing his sniper rifle at him.
Sora, without any mask on, stepped in and narrowed his eyes at Michiyo.
"Michiyo…" he growled at him, sounding like some sort of rivalry or old grudges, "...you dared to trespass into my property and waltz an assault on that young man like that?"
With a smirk, Michiyo tilted his head. "Miss me, boss? Surprise."
Wait, Michiyo was their former what?